not that any of you care but...
i have been listening to Fenix TX "Lechuza" a lot lately and I love it as much now as I did back in the day. That cd brings back such great memories for me.
I had no girlfriend, just got dumped really, but I was in a kick ass band, with my best friends, playing extremely poppy punk rock and having a fuckin blast all summer long. Sitting out on the back porch at my dad's house writing songs on the accoustic, hanging out with my old friend Andy, who has changed completely, going fishing with Shane, listening to stupid shit on Shane's computer, playing that one show, but most importantly being around my bestest friends at the time, and it really hurts me to type this, because I don't have any of that anymore. Maybe in time it will happen again.
You know, there is something about being around your bros... bros aren't just friends, aren't just best friends, the are something much more to you than that... and nothing beats doing something you love with all of your bros. Unfortunately, the only ones i have anymore are eric, keith and dusty. it's really sad how things change, unfair i guess. somehow i don't think i will ever have back what i once had, and that about makes me cry, but i guess i really need to learn how to move on and make new memories. will they be as good as the old ones? i hope so.
When I first started hanging out with the Special Ed And The Handicaps guys, all we did was drink, listen to punk rock, watch zombie movies, and play punk rock. Then it was road trips to warped tour, road trips to see the Teen Idols, 88 Fingers Louie, etc. Then I realized how special and accepted I felt, I have never felt that way, and then when the band broke up, everyone kind of died inside I think. Maybe we shouldn't have kicked Andy out of the band.. I wonder how much different it would be... I doubt it would have made much of a difference.
I really miss Keith. That is it, me, Dusty and Eric are going to go see him no matter what anyone says. Seriously, this year it's going to happen. I fuckin love him with all of my heart, and not in the gay way, he's my fuckin family, and one of the VERY FEW who understands who I am and what I am all about.
This weekend, I am getting drunk, and it's all to pay tribute to the bros who have fallen, so to speak, and just so I can cry and get it all out. I am so miserable without them. Unfortunately, I will never have all of them back. Shane hates me, and Andy doesn't give a fuck anymore. I don't know what happened to Kram. Whiteman is probably just as miserable as I am.
I just miss everything, I can't let go of it, it's to fuckin hard. I felt more accepted and loved by a group of guys than I ever have by anyone in my entire life. I was always picked on in school, I had no real friends. But these guys, they weren't like everyone else, they were like me, except cooler, and fuckin brutal and loyal.
Here's to you...
Special Ed And The Handicaps, The Handicaps, The Squeelchairs, The Alone Agains, Boy Vs. Robot R.I.P.
And I will forever be pop-punk core, that's just who I am. :)
I had no girlfriend, just got dumped really, but I was in a kick ass band, with my best friends, playing extremely poppy punk rock and having a fuckin blast all summer long. Sitting out on the back porch at my dad's house writing songs on the accoustic, hanging out with my old friend Andy, who has changed completely, going fishing with Shane, listening to stupid shit on Shane's computer, playing that one show, but most importantly being around my bestest friends at the time, and it really hurts me to type this, because I don't have any of that anymore. Maybe in time it will happen again.
You know, there is something about being around your bros... bros aren't just friends, aren't just best friends, the are something much more to you than that... and nothing beats doing something you love with all of your bros. Unfortunately, the only ones i have anymore are eric, keith and dusty. it's really sad how things change, unfair i guess. somehow i don't think i will ever have back what i once had, and that about makes me cry, but i guess i really need to learn how to move on and make new memories. will they be as good as the old ones? i hope so.
When I first started hanging out with the Special Ed And The Handicaps guys, all we did was drink, listen to punk rock, watch zombie movies, and play punk rock. Then it was road trips to warped tour, road trips to see the Teen Idols, 88 Fingers Louie, etc. Then I realized how special and accepted I felt, I have never felt that way, and then when the band broke up, everyone kind of died inside I think. Maybe we shouldn't have kicked Andy out of the band.. I wonder how much different it would be... I doubt it would have made much of a difference.
I really miss Keith. That is it, me, Dusty and Eric are going to go see him no matter what anyone says. Seriously, this year it's going to happen. I fuckin love him with all of my heart, and not in the gay way, he's my fuckin family, and one of the VERY FEW who understands who I am and what I am all about.
This weekend, I am getting drunk, and it's all to pay tribute to the bros who have fallen, so to speak, and just so I can cry and get it all out. I am so miserable without them. Unfortunately, I will never have all of them back. Shane hates me, and Andy doesn't give a fuck anymore. I don't know what happened to Kram. Whiteman is probably just as miserable as I am.
I just miss everything, I can't let go of it, it's to fuckin hard. I felt more accepted and loved by a group of guys than I ever have by anyone in my entire life. I was always picked on in school, I had no real friends. But these guys, they weren't like everyone else, they were like me, except cooler, and fuckin brutal and loyal.
Here's to you...
Special Ed And The Handicaps, The Handicaps, The Squeelchairs, The Alone Agains, Boy Vs. Robot R.I.P.
And I will forever be pop-punk core, that's just who I am. :)